Short Sashes Poems
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Lovely Linda loved her lashes.
Batted them in pageant sashes.
With a cig in her mouth.
Until one lash fell south.
Then that lash went up in ashes.
Dice and pieces, blown on trusses
Numbers and feathers, trots and roaming
Spice with dashes, thrown in sashes
Dots and wreaths, clots and breaths reeming
I still have my own teeth,
My hearing's mostly unaided,
I still dream about girls
In white dresses with sashes,
But sometimes I feel
Out of sync and frustrated
When I wake up alone
And the fantasy crashes.
I didn't mind growing up,
But growing old's overrated.
Warm fragrant breezes caress green tender grasses
as busy birds flit among branches of budding trees.
The earth is delicately adorned with colorful floral sashes
frequently visited by happy, humming bees.
Spring explodes around us and enchantment it weaves.
for English Quintain: A Spring Day contest
Written February 1, 2012
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Weathered this ancient brick of crimson stare
Lines like abstract graffiti
Painted on emotions
Openings glazed over in tempered glass
Curtains frayed in disbelief
Aging sashes crossing
Deeply formed jagged cracks in the facade
Curves drag down distorted flesh
The mirror does not lie
11/29/19
Written for: Pick A Title, Vol 11 - Kimo(3 Stanzas) - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Majestic colours
Line the room
Red, Orange Gold.
Champagne bottles
All popped their corks
Stand tall on shelves.
Mirrors, Mirrors
Fretwork frames
Everywhere reflecting
Orange lighting.
Tallow hanging
Like pearl dropplets.
Arched doorway
Draped in red velvet
Tied back with
Gold sashes.
Pictures, pictures
Hang all around
Past and present
Black and white.
Busy, Busy,
Mind racing
Will I write?
I think not...
Form:
The cat shrieks as childhood ghosts,
alight upon my window,
frame and draw cords,
rattle in high volume,
sashes split like earthquakes,
on a seismic fault,
tidal waves of tainted,
forest leafs a swirling,
twirling juggernaut.
Thunderstruck by frozen panic,
black night's wild tsunami
cloud an ink pot mesh,
funeral dirges whistle,
Chanting misdemeanors,
at a tremor ridden soul
Poem Created 23/2/2020
On the twelfth day of Christmas,
my enemy gave to me
Twelve upset tummies gurgling
Eleven spoiled milk cartons curdling
Ten missed opportunities to achieve
Nine judges who refused my reprieve
Eight frustrations and barriers
Seven Covid-19 carriers
Six casseroles with a bad smell
Five empty packs of Pall Mall
Four creepy sashes
Three worn out lashes
Two cobras who attacked me,
And a grizzly bear in a honey tree.
I used to have sullen eyes
Until I fully realized
Instead of pity cries
I am a phoenix rised
Out of the ashes, a new man reborn
Stitching together the sashes, what once was torn
Attempting to mend the unmendable
When I was at a time, so unfriendable
Kicking the trash to the curb
Self hate is absurd
Despite what you heard
Self spite can be cured
I write to be heard
Inspiration is spurred
My soul was disturbed, turmoil.. in a stir
Instead of a bark, i'll now be a purr
Complimentary gift wrapping
What inside is really happening
Beauty Looks from the runway
Caution Tape Stay away
Avant Garde
My fashion doll house will play
Hard Candy eyelashes
To match my bright colored sashes
Sophora make up to obtain
Got to make sure to hide the pain
Juicy Matte Lipstick
Cover it all like mourter and brick
Plain and pleasure its all the same
I was the bad girl who was to blame
Prada wears red
As the monster comes and greets me in bed
Thunder rumbles lightning flashes.
Druids chant rhythmic runes.
Electrifying tonights mood.
Tis Draculas Halloween bash.
Wolfman arrived in a mask
And his houndstooth zoot suit.
Six witches with red sashes
Flew loops on hickory brooms.
If Frankensteins' bride laughs
It sounds like raspy kazoos.
Ten fashionable tom cats
Wore bat festooned top hats.
As The Ghouls band played bassoons.
At Count Draculas bashes
Each dance is monster's Madness.
But the punch was new hemlock brew.